Chapter 218? Offering sacrifices to Zhang Xiaowu (2)
Previously, the strategy planned by Zhang Xiaowu, Su Yu, Ruan Qingwen, and Li Yuan was to divide the troops into four groups. Su Yu went to Wuhuan Camp, he came to Mohe Army Camp, and Guan Xiang stayed under the protection of everyone.
Under his protection, he sneaked into Jincheng. Zhang Xiaowu was responsible for persuading the Mohe people to withdraw their troops. Once the Mohe people made any movement, the Beiyi people would definitely look for an opportunity to withdraw their troops, while Li Yuan's cavalry had been disguising themselves.
The Beiyi people harassed Mohe; Su Yu again promised Wuhuan that the Holy Han would divide the Tartar grassland with Wuhuan, in which Mucheng would serve as a strategic buffer, and the fertile and rich Yaojin granary would be handed over to Wuhuan;
On the other side, Guan Xiang informed the defenders in Jincheng of the domestic news of the Holy Han and all their recent strategies, asking them to persevere.
Zhang Xiaowu didn't know whether others could succeed, but it seemed that he failed. He sighed, this Mohe man was really unreasonable, and he encountered a savage with his own skills. His stomach rumbled, and Zhang Xiaowu touched his belly.
, he was really cold and hungry, he must have been used as food by the Mohe people... He raised his nose and smelled the fragrance, it was the Mohe people who were preparing to eat.
The Mohe people are a people of fishing and hunting, and their diet also includes some vegetables and grains. Bai Hao once said that the grains of the Mohe are something called chestnuts. When grilling meat, they bury the chestnuts under the fire and wait until the meat is finished.
After drinking, dig out the chestnuts over a fire and open the chestnut shells to eat the sweet chestnut flesh.
"But we Mohe people still prefer eating meat to chestnut meat." Bai Hao once said.
"Do you have enough meat?"
"There is not enough, so the best meat is given to the strongest warriors, and the rest is given to women and children."
"Where's the old man?"
"When they can't help the tribe, they will return to the forest and return to the arms of the forest god."
"That means expelling the tribe to fend for itself. Is this too cruel?"
Bai Hao said helplessly: "This has always been the case in Mohe history, even the Khan King is no exception. The Mohe tribe cannot support useless people."
"Then and her, blast it!" A group of Mohe soldiers came over, opened the cage, interrupted Zhang Xiaowu's memories, pulled him out, and untied his rope.
Zhang Xiaowu was quite surprised when he saw them untying his rope. He thought they were going to let him go, but eight soldiers held his body separately, and Zhang Xiaowu was actually lifted up by them.
"Don't be so polite, I can go on my own." Zhang Xiaowu shouted with a wry smile, "You are too polite, too polite!"
Mohe soldiers are not tall. Their height only reaches Zhang Xiaowu's neck, and his height is eight feet, which is 1.85 meters in modern measurements. The general height of Mohe soldiers is between 1.65 and 1.7 meters.
This may be related to the diet of the Mohe people. However, they are thick and strong, and each of them is as strong as a water tank. Eight people carried him for a long distance without any effort.
"No, do you want to treat me as a distinguished guest, or do you want to execute me?" Zhang Xiaowu shouted, but the Mohe people around him couldn't understand his words, and more and more Mohe people came out of the tent,
Following eight people, Zhang Xiaowu secretly felt something was wrong. If he was treated as a distinguished guest, there would be too many people involved.
"But if I'm to be executed, there's no need for so many people to watch, right?" Of course Zhang Xiaowu didn't know that he was about to sacrifice to heaven, and the Mohe people came to worship the gods.
A group of people carried him to a spacious place, with thousands of black arrow warriors standing around. He was carried to the center and tied to a pillar. He noticed that there were five horses and five long poles around him.
He immediately realized that he was about to witness the most famous execution in history - dismemberment on five horses.
Zhang Xiaowu looked desperate after seeing the rope, and he finally regretted it in his heart. He couldn't help shouting: "I must be the most miserable time traveler in history. People who travel through time are either Tang Zhuan, landlords or emperors.
I am a child from an ordinary family, and now I am still
I was going to end up being torn apart by five horses - I was actually the one who died the worst! Hahahaha... Zhang Xiaowu, let you be smart, self-righteous, sentimental, overestimate your capabilities, and be pretentious, then you will ask for more.
Bless you, who told you to destroy yourself!"
The Mohe guards around him looked at him with doubts on their faces, thinking that this man must have been frightened out of his wits because the two of them could not speak the same language.
Zhang Xiaowu knew that it was useless to plead for mercy. He only wanted to die quickly. It would be too torture if he couldn't die for a while after his arms and legs were torn off. He finally understood why Tang Monk kept chattering in "Journey to the West".
Because people are here
Before dying, he either hopes to talk to more people or collapses directly. Zhang Xiaowu is definitely the same as Tang Seng, hoping that there will be more people to communicate with him before dying, and he may even leave his last words to instruct Mucheng's brothers on how to survive.
"Xiao Kai is a good deputy. Although he has no pioneering ability, he has the talent to defend the city. I hope that the brothers will have a bright future with Xiao Kai in the future." Zhang Xiaowu thought to himself, and he turned to look at the Mohe guard on the left.
, asked: "Brother, do you know what a mobile phone is? Do you know what a plane is? Have you ever driven a car? Have you ever taken a train? Have you danced in disco? Have you watched America's Next Top Model?"
The Mohe guard on the left quietly moved some distance away, thinking that this Han man who was about to die was probably crazy.
Zhang Xiaowu focused on the Mohe guard on the right side and said: "Have you ever traveled through time? What's your mother's surname? Do you know about SARS? Do you know about the new coronavirus? Hey, let me tell you, people have to torment themselves when they are alive. The only way is to torment yourself.
Only then do I feel that my life is meaningful. Look at me, I am a person who likes to toss.
I have struggled from the earth to this world, and from a soldier in Tucheng to the current garrison commander. It only took me two years. Is it hard work? In fact, I am quite lucky, except for meeting you. Really
I can’t explain why the damn scholar met Bing Youli, you didn’t even give me a chance to communicate..."
Suddenly, a group of disheveled women in black feathered clothes ran out. Their bare feet stepped on the ground that was half sand and half snow. The bells on their bodies jingled, and at the same time they danced an unknown dance.
Their behavior was as if they were crazy. Zhang Xiaowu bared his teeth as he looked at them. Wouldn't it be possible for these barefooted women to freeze their feet when they step on the cold ground?
After these crazy women finished dancing, another group of women in black came out, surrounded by an old woman holding a long stick. Next to her was a young and elegant girl in white clothes, who carefully supported the old woman. At this time,
All the Mohe people immediately knelt down, raised their hands in the air, and chanted piously: "Bao Zuku—Bao Zuku—Bao Zuku—"
"Housewife?" Zhang Xiaowu joked, "Being able to die among the housekeepers can be regarded as a commitment to this journey."